Friday, 28 January 2011

Tuesday, January 25, 2011a woman's hands

I can remember this poem...because the TASCHMANNS had met RIMINGTON and myself in a pub...she is the 'witch' who holds her coffee like a magician/wizard would...the TASCHMANNS were picking up the telepathic line between us and mistrusted it...they figured that I was one of her 'silver tabby kittens' being run by her...

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